A grave of stone and coffin of glass

A tale of two men, black and white. Yin and Yang set to reverse. Yang is gone and Yin is stuck in a coffin of glass. They loved and lost each other, meeting in the middle to be torn away in the tides. Always losing, and never winning.

Or

Kakashi chased a ghost of memories and mannerisms of a love thought lost reflected in the shadows of others. Obito lurked in the shade, always watching to keep him from joining an empty grave, resenting him for the death of a team mate and never bringing himself to accept buried feelings. They both observe fragile hearts fit to buckle and break under a final blow. So why is it so hard to look away and leave it be?

Slow burn ish
Maybe smut later on